Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
“So winners," Hae-Joo proposed, "are the real losers because they learn nothing? What, then, are losers? Winners?”
I said, “If losers can exploit what their adversaries teach them, yes, losers can become winners in the long term.”
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Time cannot permeate this sabbatical. We do not stay dead long. Once my Luger lets me go, my birth, next time around, will be upon me in a heartbeat. Thirteen years from now we’ll meet again at Gresham, ten years later I’ll be back in this same room, holding this same gun, composing this same letter, my resolution as perfect as my many-headed sextet. Such elegant certainties comfort me at this quiet hour.
Sunt lacrimæ rerum.
R.F.
I said, “If losers can exploit what their adversaries teach them, yes, losers can become winners in the long term.”
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Time cannot permeate this sabbatical. We do not stay dead long. Once my Luger lets me go, my birth, next time around, will be upon me in a heartbeat. Thirteen years from now we’ll meet again at Gresham, ten years later I’ll be back in this same room, holding this same gun, composing this same letter, my resolution as perfect as my many-headed sextet. Such elegant certainties comfort me at this quiet hour.
Sunt lacrimæ rerum.
R.F.